Lil Wayne - Money In The Bank lyrics

Money, I'm paid (blast off on these n***as) I got money on the drank And half on the dank (The greatest DJ in the world), (east side) [x4] [Lil Wayne:] Yeah, thank god I'm a millionaire Hard body, these other boys teddy bears f** with me momma, I know you want a G And I'm a real blood, if you want R&B Just call me Carter honey, if you can't say the baby b**h I'm so f**in' hot, I feel radiated Ho I'm so f**in' fly, my eyes are aviaters I'm stuck at the top floor in the elevater Cause I'm high, dumb high n***a, I could look into the sun's eyes Young guy, but rich though And I keep a rag on me like a 64, like a 64 You know I got that bounce It's mister-quick-to-pour-a-eighth into a 20 ounce Okay I'm Terminater, you n***as Minnie Mouse And I'm Young Money, anyhow I got money on the drank (drank) And half on the dank (dank) (Mack Mizzle) [x9] [Mack Maine:] It's hood sh** baby, so you know it's all thug's Rockstar life, lotta s** and alot a drug's It's OG Kush, purple dro and kind bud Have a real n***a feelin' like he's so f**ed up Have a fake n***a feelin' like he's so bucked up There go the weed man, spitta back the truck up There go the lean man, thugga we done lucked up I mix the two dro by my b**h and then we rough f** I leave a Crego to the lot and pick a Jag' up If you was in my shoes, n***a you could brag cuz Weezy Wee got me, Baby he got me Young Money, Cash Money, b**h that's my posse 40. cals with brokes, safeties just try to rob me Million dollar man Ted DiBiase Now let me tell you, if I'm missin' a bush sh**'ll get ugly than New York from the Flavor Of Love I got money on the drank (drank) And half on the dank (dank) (Mack Mizzle) [x9] Now we lean (lean) out our minds (out our minds) Rest In Peace to DJ Screw, we on the grind (on the grind) Cause we lean (lean) out our minds (out our minds) Rest In Peace to DJ Screw, we on the grind (on the grind)